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Post by monger on Nov 18, 2009 21:09:27 GMT -5
Two men stand near a beat up brick wall. The first one is wearing blue jeans, and muscle shirt and has his face painted in black and sky blue. You can tell from the look in his eyes.. he means business.
The other guy has long brown hair, a short beard and looks like some kind of thin trucker.
"My buddy isn't one for talking much. He calls himself the Storm. Most of the talking for him, is done, in the ring. By the way, My name is Tanker. I'm pretty much the unofficial manager for Storm. I'd be joining him in the ring, cept, few months ago I had a bad run in with the Dark Legion."
The long hair guy limps over to a chair. "Anyway, so here we are in the infamous ACWL. Turns out our first match is with Squid. What kind of name is Squid? Is he a really slippery wrestler who no one can get a hold of? Or is does he just really stink like rotting fish?"
Storm moves from the wall over to Tanker.
"I guess in the end it doesn't matter. Matches like this are pretty much jobbers. Something to test the new Arrivals. Tell ya what though. Squid hope your not a betting man. Because The Storm is just as his name implies. Probably one of the most dangerous men in the history of the business. I've seen him stand toe to toe with some of the great ones. Hell even Tommy Valiant knows when to avoid him. Don't even get me started on them bastards in the Dark Legion. In the.. Squid, I hope you enjoy sushi.. because your about to become a full course meal."
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